A peaceful walk in Borders woodland taking in an Iron Age fort and a ruined peel tower.
“Oft had he viewed, as morning rose, the bosom of the lonely Lowes”. So began the Borders poet James Hogg…
A peaceful walk in Borders woodland taking in an Iron Age fort and a ruined peel tower.
“Oft had he viewed, as morning rose, the bosom of the lonely Lowes”. So began the Borders poet James Hogg…